The sound of the electric bell rings throughout the rooms and children of all ages scream, cheer and squeal happily as they run out the doors to their awaiting parents all of whom are just as anxious as their children to scurry away from the school parking lot until September rolls around again.
It’s melting. The air shimmers with the heat. Inner city abandoned pets are hiding in peoples’ gardens, under their cars and beneath porches. No one wants to move unless it’s in a pool or lake. I don’t think my kids will complain too much when the bell rings tomorrow and we begin our daily trek to the cooler temperatures and the soothing waters of the YMCA.